Coming home (Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader)
A/N: I don’t own any of the characters on this fic, they belong to Marvel.
Warnings: got some angst, but it ends well, I promise!
Not my best work, but I finally got it done. I really struggled with this one. Anyway, this is Light Remains’ second part! Hope you guys enjoy!^^
“Wanda, come on, you need to eat something.” Clint pleaded, leaning against the still closed door.
She hasn’t left her room since the day she lost the love of her life.
She hasn’t left her room since she lost you.
“I’m not hungry.” Came the girl’s answer, earning a sigh from the archer.
“You need to take care of yourself. Please, just come out for a bit.” Silence is his only answer, and Clint just shakes his head as he stands to leave. “I’ll come back later, okay?”
Again, Wanda just remained silent, earning another defeated sigh from Clint. He returned to the kitchen, where the whole team awaited any news about the situation of their heartbroken friend.
“How is she?” Bucky asked when they noticed Clint’s presence looming in the doorway.
“She still refuses to come out. Said she isn’t hungry.” The archer explained, watching as all lowered their gazes.
“Did you get to see her?” Sam quizzed next, to which Clint shook his head.
“No, Wanda didn’t open the door. I sat outside, trying to get her to come with me.”
A tense stillness spread around the room, weighing down on everyone present. They just wanted to help the poor girl, but her despair and sorrow was something they couldn’t simply erase.
All of a sudden Natasha stood up, almost knocking over the chair she was previously on, and sped across the kitchen in the direction of the sokovian witch’s room.
“No.” She cut Steve off. “I understand the pain she’s in, but I’m not gonna leave her to go through this by herself. Let alone allow her to starve herself to death. ” The redhead knew she was being harsh, but she cared deeply for Wanda. She couldn’t stand seeing her suffering so much.
The rest of the team didn’t dare contradict her, so Natasha marched along the hallway and stopped in front of Wanda’s room. Taking a deep breath, the spy knocked on the door and waited, but no sound came from inside.
“Wanda? I know you’re in there. Let me in.” She asked softly.
Instead of leaving, Natasha carefully picked the lock and slipped inside.Better to ask forgiveness than permission, they said.
The room was dark, but didn’t show any sign of disorder. Natasha silently approached the bed, sitting at the edge.
“Hey, I know you’re hurting. So please, don’t shut me out.” The russian spy mumbled, running a hand up and down Wanda’s arm.
“I don’t want to talk…” The younger girl said, voice raw from crying.
“I understand, and you don’t have to. But don’t distance yourself from us, okay? We want to help, you just need to let us try.”
Wanda shook as tears blurred her vision again. She turned to face the redhead, letting Nat pull her into a comforting hug. She clung to her shirt, sobbing, as Natasha ran her fingers soothingly through her hair.
Neither of them said anything, they didn’t need to.
“It hurts…” The brunette whispered brokenly once she managed to calm her ragging emotions. “It hurts so much…”
“I know. But you can’t throw away your life like this, she wouldn’t want that.” Natasha said carefully, in case her words had the wrong effect on the grieving witch.
“I miss her…” Wanda whimpered, clinging harder to the russian spy.
“I know.” She repeated, letting out a few tears of her own. “Don’t lose hope just yet. I’m sure (Y/N) will come back. She’ll come back home…”
Slowly, and with the team’s help, Wanda started getting better. As the days passed, she kept getting healthier, recovering step by step. She still felt numb without you by her side, but she realized Nat was right. She couldn’t lose her hope.
She had to believe in you.
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“Miss Maximoff, Captain Rogers is requesting your presence in the medical wing.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. alerted her, and Wanda frowned. What could Steve need from her in the med-bay?
Not giving it much thought, she left her room and started making her way there, accidentally bumping into Banner.
“Sorry Bruce. Hey, do you know why Steve called me to the med-bay?” Wanda asked, frowning when the scientist fidgeted with his hands nervously.
“I think it’s better if you find out by yourself…” He answered softly, before disappearing down the hallway.
Even more confused than earlier, the brunette fastened her pace and entered the room. Instead of focusing on the supersoldier, her attention was drawn to another person, who was currently lying unconscious in one of the beds.
“(Y/N)…” She whispered, tears already streaking down her face, as she neared your bloodied and beaten form. Taking your hand carefully, Wanda turned to Steve. “How-”
“Fury sent a search party to scout the place. Found her near, she was already unconscious. She must have found her way out of the base after you left, but she lost a lot of blood.” He explained. “I think it’s best if I leave you alone. Call us if you need anything, okay?”
Nodding, Wanda sat on the empty chair by your bed. She didn’t even notice Steve leaving.
“Hey…” The sokovian witch mumbled, thumb stroking the skin on your knuckles. “I- I missed you. A lot. I thought-” Her voice caught in her throat, tears still falling uncontrollably. “I thought I lost you…” She sobbed.
Pausing to regain some control over her emotions, she finally looked at your injuries (or what could be seen that wasn’t covered by the bandages).
Your face was covered in cuts and bruises, your arms as well. She couldn’t see the rest of your body, but the cast on your left leg showed that it was broken, probably because of the rubble falling over you.
“It hurt so much, believing that I’d never get to see you again…” She continued, gaze locked into your intertwined hands. “You promised me- you promised you’d never leave me so, please-” Wanda choked out, “please, you have to wake up.”
She repeated the same plea over and over again, until she fell asleep.
It took you two weeks to regain some strength. Wanda never left your side during your recovery, watching over your unmoving form. She was scared that if she moved, the slow and steady beeping of the heart monitor would suddenly stop, leaving her broken all over again.
That never happened though, and exactly fourteen days after they found you, Wanda woke up to the feeling of slightly calloused hands running softly through her brown locks.
Stirring a bit, Wanda slowly opened her eyes, before bolting upwards.
“You’re awake!” She cried, hands moving to cover her mouth in disbelief.
You laughed, and moved your arm to take one of her hands.
“I am.” You said, wiping some stray tears from her face.
“How- How can you LAUGH at something like this?! Do you have any idea of how much I suffered?!” She nearly screamed, furious. That made you sober up immediately, struggling to sit without worsening your wounds.
“Do you know how much it hurt to think I’d never see you again?!” She rambled, not even looking at you as the young witch poured her heart out to you. “It broke my heart leaving you behind like you asked me to, it felt like losing a piece of my soul. I-”
She finally broke down and hugged you tightly, mindful of your injuries. You wrapped your arms around her carefully, trying to soothe your distraught girlfriend.
“I- I thought I lost you. You really scared me…”
“I’m sorry.” You whispered. “But I told you I’d always come home, right? I’ll always come back to you.” You added, pulling her into a tender, loving kiss. You moved slightly over to make room for her on the bed. “Come here, love.”
Wanda hesitated, but ultimately allowed you to pull her onto the bed, and laid down beside you. She placed her arm over your chest, running her fingers over the bandages peeking out when she felt you place a kiss to her forehead.
“I missed you so much.” The sokovian girl muttered, breath tickling the skin of your neck.
“I missed you too. I’m really sorry, sweetheart.” You apologized again, hearing her soft hum.
It would take some time for both of you to heal, physically and emotionally, as this was a terrifying experience for you two. But right now, lying in your arms, Wanda knew that you’d always keep your promise.
You’d always come back to her.
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